Awesome experience
With editor friend Susan ill, I drew a little extra duty for the Peabody Gazette-Bulletin. My first assignment for the weekend was to photograph the Avenue of Flags at Prairie Lawn Cemetery.
I waited until it was good and dark and set out to see the latest Peabody triumph. When I turned off U.S.-50, two things were apparent. This was a tribute of beauty and I wasn't alone in my adventure.
I parked outside the cemetery and was greeted by everyone I saw. My husband Pat and I stood in awe. The sight was extraordinary. The Avenue of Flags was ablaze, bathed in a fantastic glow.
I took a couple of photos, trying not to interfere with the experience for all of those who had come to see. The response to the avenue was overwhelming. Cars were bumper to bumper for most of the two hours I was there. Folks just couldn't get enough. Many stopped to say hi. There were lots of smiles. I kept hearing words like awesome, unbelievable, beautiful, fantastic, and terrific.
Those of you who gave your money for the project will never regret it. To those of you who put the time in to honor our loved ones, you have honored yourselves. The avenue is done with reverence, beauty, and love. Thanks to all of you for lighting the hearts of those of us left behind.
My other duty was to make sure we had coverage of the weekend events. The Memorial Day dinner always is fun. Many faces from the past (even that handsome Max Ferguson) were there.
The ceremonies I attended were appropriate. Different in style but the meaning was evident throughout. Never forget to remember those who keep us free. In uncertain times, we can be certain that defending our freedom is the right thing to do.
I know my Grandma Hester would have been proud this weekend. She always stood up in front of that tiny congregation at Summit church and prayed for our government, our President, and our troops.
I wish my friend Susan a speedy recovery and the strength to get back in the saddle next week. To those of you who took time to remember the reason for the holiday, bless you. May we always remember the price we have to pay to be truly free, and someday know a genuine peace.
— Janet Post
